Having now lived in NYC for almost a decade, I don’t know how many times I’ve said to myself something to the effect of “I’m <insert colorful descriptor> done with this place”. The frequency of such complaints is inversely correlated with falling temperature and positively correlated with the rising rent – which happens right about this time of year. After such declaration, the “NYC Triple Threat” invariably happens where we meet some incredible people, walk past some amazing piece of architecture, and / or have our minds blown by some experience. It’s as if New York is telling us: “You don’t know what you’re talking about. Stay just a little while longer”. Rinse and repeat, the love-hate relationship continues.